"why can't I be here?"

"er What can I do for you? " Tang Xiaoxiao looked back against the wall, a soft blonde hill, some doubts asked.

Hill smiled and said, "it's something."

in view of Mo Jing's constant admonition, Tang Xiaoxiao didn't ask hill to come in even though he was leaning against his room.

"is it urgent? If it's not urgent, let's talk about it tomorrow. " Tang Xiaoxiao said and rubbed his head: "I just had a drink and my head was a little dizzy."

Seeing Tang Xiaoxiao drinking milk all night, Hill said: "what's the matter?"

"it's not urgent." "I'll treat you to lunch tomorrow," Hill...